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Put me in coach

Bryan Woo x Reader

Summary: Bryan teaching his favorite girl how to pitch

Contents: suggestive comments but no actual smut

MDNI WITH THIS AND MY WHOLE BLOG

A/N: Posting this one for the 3 Bryan woo girlies in here. We seriously need more fics about him. Also not proofread sooooo

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Bryan was known to be antsy. With the rotation now having six people and the all star week break Bryan spent more time not pitching lately. And that was making him lose his mind slowly. He wanted to play ball so bad. Which is why at a bright and early 9am he got up and was in the backyard of your shared home throwing pitches. You woke up to the sound of the balls smacking the net. Rolling over and getting out of bed. You went to the bathroom and got ready for the day. Washing your face and brushing your teeth. Then walking down the stairs to the open sliding door to the backyard.

There he was. In just a pair of shorts and a backwards baseball hat. Throwing pitches over and over before he notices you at the door. He put his glove down in the bucket of balls he had and then walked up to you. "Hey baby" he says while wiping his sweat off of his head. "Hi baby" you say back standing on your toes to kiss him. "How's it going?" You say as he pulls you in by his shirt you are wearing. "It's good, just want to be out there already you know" he says holding you close now. "I know baby, it's almost over and then you'll be back to doing what you do best" you say hoping to give him some positivity.

You both walk into the house and make breakfast. Bryan sucks at cooking so you've been trying to get him to help out where he can. Which makes cooking things when you guys can so much more fun. Even if it is simple breakfast in the morning. "So what else are you gonna do today?" You ask before taking a bite. "I'm not sure, I really just want to practice. Games have been tough lately so I need to zone in on this" he says. You can tell he's been trying extra hard lately. Games have been all over the place with the team. He just wants to do his best for the team. But you can tell he needs a reset too. "Why don't you teach me how to pitch?" You say before even thinking. It really just popped into your head. Maybe it will help him ease his mind. Remind him of the basics and give him a reset.

"What?" "Teach me to pitch? I mean c'mon we've been together for forever and you talk about it all the time but you've never really broken it down or gave me a visual explanation of it" you say. Now getting up to put your plates away and clean up. "You really want to do that?" he says still a bit confused on where this is coming from. "Yeah it'll be fun" you say walking up to his chair and kissing him. He wraps his arms around you and looks up at you. With the biggest smile on his face he says "okay, yeah! Let's do it." You practically jump for joy out of his arms and start walking to the stairs. "I'm gonna go change I will be right back." " Okay" he says back, walking to the sink to wash the dishes while you change.

A little while later you come back downstairs. In a pair of shorts, baseball hat and one of the many Mariners shirts you have. You practically go to every game so of course you have a good collection of the team shirts. Not to mention all the ones Bryan has that you get to steal. "I'm ready coach!" You say walking into the backyard where Bryan has relocated himself. "Coach?" He says with a chuckle. "Yeah! You're my coach" you say walking up to him. Wrapping your arms around his neck "and I plan on making the team so you better be good" you say with a kiss. "I'm very good" he says with a cocky small and a squeeze of your ass. "Okay okay c'mon" you say and walk away to grab a ball.

Bryan then runs you through all the pitching styles. Explaining the difference between a slider and a fast ball. Telling you where to put your fingers for each one. "Wow you are very technical with your finger placements" you say just to start messing with him. "My fingers are very technical. Use them everyday so I have to be good with them" he says winking at you. "Okay now we can start with your stance." He walks behind you, putting his hands on your waist. "First you need to spread your legs." He says slightly knocking your feet. "And you move with your hips first, then your foot follows through." He says turning your hips back and forth. You're trying to stay concentrated because you don't want to give in just yet. But those big hands on your waist and his feet keeping your legs apart is a lot. Not to mention the breathing down your neck he is practically doing.

He loves you back and forth some more. Under the excuse you need to loosen up to be able to pitch right. Realistically he just doesn't want to let you go. "Okay now you can hold your ball and move your hips. But don't actually throw yet" he says from behind you. His hands never leave you as you bend down to pick up a ball from the bucket. He goes through how to hold it again and the releasing part. Taking everything quite seriously despite the fact that you can feel him getting hard from how close he is standing behind you. He tells you when to release the ball while moving your hips. Doing it a bunch of times before he has to go pick up the balls all over the yard.

It's been a while going back and forth and honestly you are starting to get tired. After finishing another round of the bucket he goes to pick them up again. As he walks back you figure now is the time to try and get him inside. "Soooo how close am I to making the team?" You say when he comes back "I would say you need more practice. But lucky for you, you have an amazing coach" he says with a full smile. "Oh yeah I do." You say back then kiss him. "Thank you" he says softly "for what?" "For dealing with me being antsy over not playing in a while. I know that's why you did this" he says. You stare up at him. "You just need a reset" you say softly. "Plus I needed an excuse to have your hands all over me" you say laughing. "You don't need an excuse I'll do that anytime." He says while wrapping his arms around you. "All good coaches are hands on. Makes for the best players." "Yeah? Well why don't you come upstairs and teach me about endurance coach" you say slowly backing away. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah, isn't that important too?" "Very!" "Okay then" you say smiling and walking away.

You don't get very far before you hear a loud smack and the entire left side of your ass hurts. "Ow! What was that" you say turning around. "I was telling you good job you know. I smack all my teammates" "I hope not that hard cause that hurt so bad" you say rubbing your ass. "I'm sorry let me kiss it better" he says while trying to grab you. "No, I don't want you on my team anymore" you day and begin to run. Not even making it up the stairs before he picks you up. Smacking you ass again and walking you up the stairs.

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Tagging the baseball girlies (if you wanna be removed please lmk)

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